I’m cranky today.

Know what happens when you turn 38 years old? Your friends start to split up. That totally sucks. Sucks, sucks, sucks. I find I am having to develop a whole new set of coping/sympathy skills for helping friends through divorce. It’s new for me, figuring out how to be supportive and helpful without seeming too intrusive or drama-seeking. Any advice would be great.

If I could rewrite my (totally failed) entry for the Mabel’s Labels contest — What benefits have you seen from being part of the blogging community? — I’d say, it has probably saved my marriage. I’ve always said that I love being home with the kids and I am very fulfilled by being a stay-at-home mom but I think I’d be a lot more stressed out and prone to…seeking online romance, shall we say…if I didn’t get to pretend I was a Writer, not a Mommy, for a half hour a day. So there’s that.

In other news, after months of stability, we are having renewed allergy issues with the Captain. I swore I was all done blogging about that so I will not elaborate, except to say, SUCKS.

And in addition, I am SO OVER winter. We are TOTALLY BROKEN UP. I am tired of having to bundle everyone up to go outside, only to have my nose turn beet red and my eyeballs freeze just walking from the car to the Superstore. I am tired of being inside all the time and having to explain over and over to Little Miss Sunshine that it won’t always be like this.

She doesn’t believe me, by the way.

I keep waiting for that little hint of Spring in the air, that little bit of warm breeze coupled with a distinctive smell that says things are starting to stir, growth is happening. But it’s never there. I’ve even started to dress less warmly in protest. Which is not helping, as you can imagine.

SUCKS.

And now, I am off to watch the Oscars on my PVR, so I can stop avoiding the rest of the internet. Hopefully the pretty pretty people in their pretty pretty clothes will cheer me up.

If the kids let me watch it, that is.